It took Aurora a second to figure out the the Sphynx was referring to the fuzzball sat on her shoulder as her friend. Merryweather had indeed been the perfect companion for when her human friends weren’t around, it was just a shame that she was unable to talk. Not that it mattered that much as Aurora was able to talk enough for a whole group of people let alone on behalf of a Pygmy Puff. “Thank you! My best friend got her for me at the start of term. Her name is Merryweather and she doesn’t do much but she’s really cute and rolls around and sometimes she manages to get herself lost but luckily they’re not that fast.” Sphynxes didn’t eat Pygmy Puffs did they?

If she wasn’t completely staring in awe at the Sphynx she might’ve heard Vera approaching from behind her before she spoke out loud. The Ravenclaw turned to the side to smile at her older friend but her expression quickly turned to confusion the minute she spoke as if she had made acquaintance with the creature before. How come SHE never got to meet her? Was this who was responsible for all the scratching and giggling and riddles she had seen around the castle? “Where do your kind live?” she asked moving closer to Vera in order to link her arm in with hers. “Maybe we could help you find them?” What a second and a fourth year could theoretically achieve was a different matter but it was the thought that counted right?